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| Name: |
Robin
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Age: |
Three and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Robin
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| Home: |
Virginia, USA
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My
special pet is Robin, a three and a half year old robin that was doomed for
certain death. I spotted him sitting in the middle of a busy road in
Gloucester, Virginia. At first I thought he was a pine cone, but to my
surprise it turned out to be a little ball of feathers. I turned my car
around at the first place I found, back tracked to his location (still
sitting on the yellow line), did a quick open of the door, lean and
scoop maneuver and brought him to safety. He barely filled the palm of
my hand, consisting of more feathers than body. He was bleeding in
several places and had a very serious break to his left leg. Since I
have had many years of experience in raising orphaned birds, I went
right into mommy mode with him. An attempt to splint the leg didn't help
much. He is unable to hold on with his left foot. I decided to hang onto
him for that reason.
He was raised sharing the spotlight with my four cockatiels. Over the
years he has picked up every song, whistle and sound of the other birds.
In fact, the way he sings their songs sounds better. He loves to take
baths and peeps the whole time. He loves me so much, that when I am away
on trips he shuts down, refusing to eat or drink. Almost lost him on one
long vacation, but I held him for several days when I returned until he
regained his strength. We love our little Robin. He is a beautiful
little bird, inside and out.
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